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Soph 3d
Counting the lines that trace my skin
Some red, some white,
Some deep, some light.
Each one a whisper:
I survived another night.

Sometimes,
I think they’re beautiful,
Other times,
I look at myself in disgust.
Maybe I should’ve never touched the blade.
Maybe I should’ve never learned
how quiet pain can be.  

The first one was nothing,
Just a scratch
“One small line won’t hurt,”
I said to myself
not knowing months later,
I still don't know what else will help
It's funny how
It's easier to open my skin
Then to open my mouth
And ask for help
=/
#sh
I thought
           I thought
                               maybe
      if i
hurt
                       on the          outside
then it would
stop hurting
                      so much
                   so much
on.the.inside.

not working
      not working
                 why does
nothing
*******
work?
#sh
Kaiden Apr 22
ATTENTION.
Oh sweet attention
How i crave you..
Letting the lines show
Trading them for a tiny bit of compassion
Something's starting to get terribly wrong with me.
Kaiden Apr 22
Paper lines
Paper lies.
The truth lies engraved in your arm,
The sweet pain that accomppanied your blood
As it dripped down
And stained your sleeve.
..
#sh
cards slip up the sleeves
the red reflecting only for a moment
the soft glowing of pale white
and the deep crimson marring it.
pull a trick
and only the people who know themselves
how the trick is pulled
will ever know you did it again.
this isnt about a magic trick.
#sh
Anailen Apr 18
there is nothing poetic about the way i take up space
I hate how much space I take up
Anailen Apr 15
but
im getting better
but im scared for the downfall
Feeling manic
It's okay
The things I say
Is just me repeating the words
They are saying
While they tell me
It's all their fault
It's all father's fault
It's all brother's fault
The scars on my skin
Reflects their harsh words

I can't
I can't do anything
I can't be sober for more than a week or two
I can't keep myself away from the blade
I can't keep myself from clawing at myself
At my face
With my sharp finger nails
Forcing pain onto myself
Forcing myself to bite my finger
Hoping it would eventually bleed
Make it feel worse than skin upon dried ice
It hurts
Yet it's all their fault.
love being narcissistic when angry. can't take responsibility. (It's been 14 minutes since I've been two weeks sober. Broke the streak again.)
Anailen Apr 8
i wish youd let me go
so id stop hurting you

i wish youd let me go
so you dont have to see me in pain

i wish youd let me go
so you could get better

i wish youd let me go
so i stop hurting us

i wish you stay
so we get better together
I'm tired of continuously hurting her, of us going through the same things but not talking to eachother. Most of all I just want her to hold me. To talk to me.
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